This week, Charli’s flash fiction prompt has us looking at gravestones, literally:
‘October 21, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a final resting place. You can take any perspective that appeals to you from the historic to the horrific. Just don’t scare me too greatly. You can also choose to write about those buried before they came to their final rest. An extra challenge is to discover a story or character from a local cemetery. I double-dog dare you to join me with your own cemetery day!’
This prompt expands upon an important part of Charli’s research for her ‘Rock Creek‘ historical fiction work-in-progress gleaned from her visit last year to Fairbury Cemetery near Rock Creek Station in Nebraska.
I share Charli’s fascination with cemeteries, always wanting to know more about the stories lying behind the engravings. And since I’m up for a double-dog dare, I take up the challenge with glee and a spooky little mystery for you.
Some of you may remember my post about Stourhead (two years ago this month!) in which I posted some photographs of St Peter’s church and the cemetery ~
St Peter’s Church, Stourhead, Wiltshire, England, which dates back to medieval times and belonged to the Hoare family. (c) Sherri Matthews 2015
It’s a place I’ve visited many times, usually to walk around the beautiful lake and gardens, but on that day, I spent time wandering through the cemetery ~
St Peter’s Church & Cemetery, Stourhead
(c) Sherri Matthews 2015
I remember it as a day heavy with autumnal drizzle, which only added to the slightly eerie but peaceful setting ~
(c) Sherri Matthews 2015
Not much information found on these ancient gravestones ~
(c) Sherri Matthews 2015
No easy read here ~
(c) Sherri Matthews 2015
I wandered one way, Hubby another, as I snapped away ~
A cemetery with a view ~
(c) Sherri Matthews 2015
Intrigued by this cluster of stone crosses tucked away at the back of the cemetery, I climbed up a small incline to get a better view, but it wasn’t until later when I uploaded my photos to my laptop, that I noticed something odd about this shot ~
(c) Sherri Matthews 2015
Can you see the ‘globe’ a couple of inches to the left of the cross at the front? At first, I thought it was a raindrop on my camera lens, but when I asked the question in my post, several readers thought it was too perfectly round, and begged the question, why wasn’t it on any of my other photos taken at exactly the same time?
Besides, by the time I took this photo, the rain had stopped.
My friend Pat and I struck up a conversation about it and wondered if it might be an orb. She suggested that I send the photo to our mutual friend Bev who writes about all things supernatural at her blog Ghost Talk. You can read what she said in her fascinating post about my ghostly orb, amongst others, here.
So what do you think? Raindrop or orb? To this day, I’ve never found any such mark on any photograph of mine, rain or shine. And so the mystery continues.
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Thanks so much to all who tell me of your enjoyment of the adventures of Ethel and Fred, the Clueless Werewolf. I can’t let them go, not yet. Here’s the latest installment of my 99 word flash fiction using Charli’s prompt:
Visitation
Ethel threw the nightdress in the fire and glared at Fred.
“If them coppers find out you stole that old bag’s clothes you’ll get it!”
“Sod her, ‘er old man almost shot me!
“It’s your fault for pawing at Mave,” Ethel hissed, pushing the newspaper across the table. “It don’t look good.”
Fred scanned the headlines. Local woman missing, broken gravestones over at St John’s, a ‘ghostly white figure’ seen by a group of ‘harmless kids’.
“But we only went there to look at the moon, for a lark was all…”
Ethel sighed. “Oh Fred, what ‘ave you done now?”
A View From My Summerhouse 
Interesting post and great story, Sherri 🙂
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Thanks so much Esther!! 😀
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Sherri, thanks for the mention. I stand by my original thoughts on the “orb”. I have seen plenty of photos with raindrops…it’s unusual to see just one big, perfectly round, transparent shape caused by a raindrop on a photo, unless it is done purposely by a photographer for a special effect.
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You’re very welcome Bev, it was amazing to share this photograph with you and I still think about that day when I took it. I’ve not had an orb show up since, rain or no rain and I wouldn’t know where to begin with those kind of special effects…this was quite something to have happen and thank you for your expertise!
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Your photos of the graveyard are really beautiful. You have captured the atmosphere and silence so well. And the globe is intriguing.
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Most intriguing Sherri! And I ended up following the blog………….. 🙂
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Thanks Pauline! Glad you found it so and you’ll find Bev’s blog absolutely fascinating 🙂
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Beautiful photos, Sherri. Although the cemetery is lovely, I think I’d have to wait for a sunny day. 🙂 I don’t think I’m looking at the right spot. Is it actually on the cross or to the upper left side of the photo? What I see is a leaf. Of course, I’m overdue for my eye exam. ❤
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Thanks Jill, and haha, I agree! As much as they fascinate me, I wouldn’t want to walk through one at night (although I did once, but that’s another story!!). It isn’t immediately apparent, but it might be easier for you if I tell you to look at the stone steps behind the cross at the front, get eye-level with the top step (fourth from the bottom) and then look across to the left side of the photo about a couple of inches and you should see a perfectly round globe. And I know what you mean about eye exams, I just had mine and although my prescription has barely changed, I’m having problems with my new lenses so have to get them replaced 😦 Hope you find it! 🙂 ❤
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Those photos call to me! What a resting place! And I remember your orb and Bev’s fascinating take on it. A resident to say hello!
Oh, Fred, what has he done? Mischief in the resting place of others. Thankfully you didn’t run into Fred back there in that cluster of stone crosses. Ethel has quite a mess on her hands, poor woman! I’m loving this story!
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As I knew they would Charli! It is so peaceful there…and then to have an orb show up on my photograph too! Yes, I remember our chat about it… and oh dear, Fred, I’m afraid, is digging himself into a deeper hole (pun intended, ha!) day by day. And there’s another full moon coming soon…Ethel better have a game plan or else things are going to get hairy around High Wycombe 😀 Thanks Charli, I love that you’re loving it!
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Beautiful photos of this special place, Sherri! Wow, that is a clear, perfect ball there! Wonderful story!
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Thanks so much Amy, glad you enjoyed it and yes, I still keep looking at it and think back to that day when I took the shot…!
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Hi Sherri. We have something else in common; you won’t find me in a cemetery at night, but during the day when I go to visit loved ones, I feel so peaceful there. And your photos are fascinating. I do think that ‘globe’ certainly looks like an Orb to me. 🙂
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Hi Debby! Yes, it is a very different experience by day, so peaceful. I’m so glad you enjoyed the photos. thank you…the orb is fascinating isn’t it? When Bev verified it as such, I was stunned…and it’s never happened since!
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And thanks for linking to Bev’s page. I am now following her fascinating blog. ❤
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Glad to Debby, and you’ll love Bev’s blog 🙂 ❤
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Sherri, this is a wonderful post. Your flash fiction is a WOW! as always, but your pictures stole the show for me. Two years ago when my mom was still able to get out and about, during one of my visits I too her for a drive to the Ft. Scott National Cemetery. We drove around and then got out to take a little walk as the grounds are beautifully maintained and make for smooth walking. The headstone that most touched us both was at a military gravesite. On the front of the marble were the inscriptions for both the soldier and his wife. The deceased Major died years after his wife had died during childbirth. On the back of the marble were the names of their twin daughters, with only one date given as both their birth and death. The inscription: “They took their first breaths with God”
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Thank you so much Marylin, I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂 And thank you too for sharing such a moving story wtih me. That is the most beautiful inscription. So much expressed in those few words, such a tragic yet faith-inspired story and how strong is the love that the soldier and his wife and twin daughters lie peacefully together for eternity… ❤
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I’m fascinated by the photo with the ‘globe’ to the left of the cross. Oh my.
Your photo are fabulous. Thanks for sharing, Sherri.
Love Fred and Ethel,.Isn’t Fred lueless! 😀 😀 😀
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Well I thank you so much Tess, so very kind of you. I’m still intrigued by that globe/orb…spooky isn’t it? Haha…yes, Fred just isn’t getting it is he? 😉 😛 😀
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Yes, the globe / orb goings on is intriguing.
Fred? He is well named. 😀 😀 😀
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Haha 😀 😮 😀
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I, too, am fascinated by the ‘orb’ or whatever! St,our head is a lovely place, never looked around the cemetery, though! Your story was fun, you really are great at this flash fiction lark!
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It’s intriguing isn’t it? I honestly just thought it was a raindrop… and I remember our chats about Stourhead, but I haven’t been back since! Must go again, I love to walk around the gardens but it’s not cheap and we aren’t NT members. So glad you are still enjoying Fred and Ethel…and goodness, thanks so much Sue… 🙂
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How about Friday, 6th Nov…I shall be coming down the 303 that day!
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Hi Sue! So sorry, I only just caught your reply in returning to catch up with comments…really sorry I missed it! Oh I would love to, can only do morning though unfortunately, I could drive down, about 45 mins from me, meet you for coffee at the lovely pub there, The Eagle. Let me know!
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Hmm, spooky or what? So a bit of spherical ectoplasm? A trick of the light? I think we have to go with the eerie don’t we? And poor Fred. I wondered if he might be, not only hapless but also a cross dresser? Confused or what
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Haha…Geoff, you crack me up! Fred doesn’t know he’s a werewolf yet, never mind a cross dresser! But now you mention it, I think he was rather fond of wearing Old Mrs Cooper’s nighty… And yes, of course we have to go with the eerie…it being Halloween and all 😉
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These are wonderful pics.
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Thank you so much Shiva, I’m delighted that you enjoyed them! 🙂
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Hi Sherri!
Love the post and the prompt. Nice how you present the little accent of Ethel and Fred. I am fascinated by the globe. I looked at it for quite a while but came up with no explanation.
Best, Ilka
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Hi Ilka! That globe is not all it first appears is it? I’m still amazed I caught it on camera! So glad you enjoyed it all…thanks so much, and the best to you too 🙂
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Hi Sherri,
That sure was a lovely post 🙂
I loved the awesome pictures and they are well taken. Yes, I see the globe in the picture, and feel it might be an orb, though one can never really pin a finger to what it could be, such are His mysterious ways.
Thanks for sharing. Have a nice week ahead 🙂
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Hi Harleena! Thank you so much for your lovely comment and sharing your thoughts, so interesting. His ways are mysterious indeed. How kind…and I will wish you a great weekend as here we are, almost Friday! Take care 🙂
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I also have a fascination with old cemeteries. There’s a very old one from the 1800’s where an entire family of eight are buried. They ranged in age from an infant of three months to 17 and both parents. All died within the same week in 1918, the year of the great flu pandemic of 1918-1919. We are so blessed to live in this time when a simple flu shot can protect us and our families.
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Oh Donna, what a tragic story, an entire family gone so fast…We do indeed have so very much to be grateful for, blessed indeed…
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I have my own theory, Sherri. There was a small child blowing bubbles from amongst those trees. 🙂 I reckon you always see what you want to see in these matters.
Great story telling and happy Halloween to you! 🙂
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Haha…that’s a thought! It was very quiet though, and I was sure I was alone in that hidden away part… 😉 Thanks Jo, glad you enjoyed it and a happy Halloween to you too! 😀
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We small children can be VERY quiet 🙂
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Indeed… 😉
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Wow! That orb looks to have a face inside it, Sherri. Who knows what caused it, but it certainly makes for a good story. I think Ethel needs to put Fred on a very tight leash until he learns to keep out of trouble. 🙂
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Yes, I saw it too Sylvia…quite spooky isn’t it? Haha…I think you’re right about those two, Fred is still not getting it at all is he? Time Ethel took action, I agree! 🙂
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Hi Sherri! Great photos once more… and I’ve ‘bookmarked’ Bev’s site to check later.
I can see faces in the globe… mind you, I see faces everywhere so that’s nothing new, but it is an impressive orb – I spotted it before you pointed it out.
And that Fred… what’s he been up to now?
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Hi Tom! Thanks so much, and yes, do check out Bev’s blog, you’ll find it fascinating. There is a face, or two in there, I’ve seen it as have others. Very strange isn’t it? And yes, I’m afraid Fred just hasn’t learnt anything… 😛
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My recent trip involved visits to cemeteries. I’ll have to blog about it–the contrast I found. We don’t have too many like you show where all the stones have the markings worn off entirely. Great photos, my dear, AS USUAL! I love the word coppers by the way. When I use it people look at me like I’m nuts though.
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Aww, thanks so much! I look forward to reading that post Luanne. Cemeteries are fascinating aren’t they, all the stories they hold? Haha…you say coppers? I bet you get some strange looks! Not from me though, I wouldn’t bat an eyelid 😉
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Ah, Sherri, the believer in me says it’s an orb, though it was hard for me to pick it out at first. I’m a pushover on those woo-woo things. I think it’s possible that energies can be captured on film. Why not? Makes life much more fascinating and intriguing.
I love those old cemeteries. We don’t have many like that here in the states, though there are places where you can definitely feel a strong presence. When we were kids at my grandmother’s, we used to be dared to go to the cemetery at night and run through it in the dark. I remember doing it one time with all my cousins holding hands, stretched across the tombstones and yelling 1, 2, 3 GO! We ran for our lives and fell down afterwards giggling and laughing.
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Yes, I remember well our conversation about this Pat, and again, thank you so much for sending me Bev’s way. I remember your orbs on your video from that walkway in the woods! Oh what a memory of you and your cousins as kids, so scary but what fun!! The things we do. I wouldn’t want to go to a cemetery at night…the atmosphere is too spooky for me! Thanks so much for sharing this great memory with me 🙂
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What a fascinating post, Sherri, with a fascinating orb. I didn’t see your previous post about it, but was interested to read Bev’s take on it. Before doing so, though, I had a closer look at the orb and did indeed see a man very clearly in it (I didn’t look for a second one). He had long dark wavy hair and was wearing a top hat. Funny thing is, I just looked again and even the first one is gone! Hmmm. Interesting.
I really enjoyed looking at your photos. When I visited Belfast a few years ago we had a look around a few interesting old castles, churches and graveyards. Ours don’t date back quite that far here.
I knew Fred would have to be up to no good. He is rather keen on the nightdress, isn’t he? Poor Ethel. She’s a very patient woman. A little too patient I fear.
Great flash! I do always look forward to their adventures.
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Now that’s so interesting you say that about the man in a top hat Norah. I saw what I thought was a female, but then thought it was a man in Victorian style dress with a hat. Bev thought it was someone from the Hoare family, a lot of them are buried in the cemetery. Strange that on looking a second time, your image disappeared. A mystery indeed! I’ve never had any such globe or orb show up on any of my photos like that before or since, so I am left wondering… 😮 I’m so glad you enjoyed the photos and your trip to Belfast sounds so interesting, I’ve never been to that part of the world.
Haha…yes, but the nightie had to go. Now I’m wondering what Fred will do next and how Ethel will finally tell him the truth. Hmmm…! I’m so glad you are still enjoying reading about them, I haven’t quite decided what to do with them, finish it or keep them going. Let’s see 🙂
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I hadn’t seen or heard of an orb in photographs before so I find the whole thing intriguing. Maybe I should check some of my photographs for orbs. I must admit that when my brother got married earlier this year someone said they saw a light in it that they thought was Mum (she passed away 11 months earlier). I haven’t seen the photo but I know Mum would have been there enjoying herself if she could find a way. She enjoyed a good party.
Well I love reading about Ethel and Fred. They always give me a smile. I guess they’ll let you know when they’ve had enough! 🙂
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I remember the orb from last time but it still has me fascinated. Quite spooky. I feel sorry for Ed not knowing he is a werewolf and doing all these odd things. He probably thinks he is going demented and that is not a fun place to be. Lovely flash. 🙂
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Yes, where does the time go? It is still quite spooky isn’t it? I’ve never had an orb like it…or any globe at all 😮 Oh no…poor Fred. I will have to bring this to a conclusion I think, but no idea how, yet. Still having fun with it, but I think it’s time for Fred to face up to facts. Thanks so much Irene, glad you’re still enjoying it 🙂
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The continuation – the antics Fred may get up to once he knows and he goes with his desires. Could turn quite frightening. 🙂
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Yes, and I do wonder how much worse it could get once Fred knows the truth…but I suspect I won’t be able to keep Ethel quiet for too much longer! 😮
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I wait with baited breath….. 🙂
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I love unexplained things, especially as they can generate so much speculation. I’m sure some of my scientist friends would have a perfectly reasonable explanation but they are not nearly so much fun! (Don’t tell them I said that though!). I remember your wonderfully spooky graveyard pictures – just right for this week. Have a happy Halloween Sherri. You’ll be relieved to know that I’ve bought in a bag of Haribo’s for any trick or treaters😀
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Hi Jenny! Haha…well, it would be good to know what your friends think but we’ll go with the supernatural and not tell them for now…it is that time of year after all 🙂 Yes, these are a repeat so I cheated, but the story I was going to tell I couldn’t as I couldn’t find the pics! Oh well, a spooky orb is good for this time of year…and tied in well with Charli’s prompt and Fred and Ethel. Thanks Jenny, and I am imperssed with your bag of Haribo’s, very impressed, well done! Happy Halloween to you too…keep an eye out for Fred 😉
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My brother in law is called Fred…
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Oh no…haha, that’s funny 😀
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Loved this post and the beautiful pictures. How I miss English cemeteries. I used to wander round Highgate Cemetery for hours and my most memorable walk took place in a drizzly rain. As for the orb….I am a skeptic and try to be rational, but I have had a few inexplicable experiences, one of them just two days ago up at my sister’s cabin in the woods, when I was completely alone in the stillness working on my project. I quite distinctly heard the sound of a breath being released, then another. I immediately got up and looked about, then locked the doors. As for the orb, that is fascinating. Photography is its own dark magic in ways. I must come back and read more about orbs. Finally, just love Fred and Ethel. My husband and I were just discussing “English characters” in fiction yesterday. You really nail the dialogue and bring those two to life!
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Thanks so much Jeanne, I love sharing these English scenes with you! Oooh…that is so spooky about those breaths you heard, all alone up there in the woods. Yikes….I would have been scared to death! I hope it didn’t stop you getting on with your work. I’ve not had aother ‘orb’ show up on any photo, but even then, I was convinced it was a raindrop until other bloggers (the first time around) thought it would be worth looking into, even those who were experienced photographers and skeptics to boot. Then Pat introduced me to Bev, an orb specialist, and what she said stunned me. As for Fred and Ethel, I’m so glad you are still enjoying them. I’m thrilled about the dialogue, wow, I’m really so happy about that Jeanne, especially as I never thought in a million years I could write fiction, even if just with 99 words! Thank you again!!
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“I share Charli’s fascination with cemeteries…” Me, too! What an awesome, amazing, spectacular (spooktacular?) post! Those photos…LOVE! When I get over there, we are SO going to St Peter’s Church. Of course you know I’m going to say it was an orb. 😉 Awesome flash! (You can so write fiction–isn’t it nice when you discover that you’re so good at something you thought you “coudn’t” do?) Hmm… Me–>pot You:–>kettle
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I had a feeling you might Sarah 😉 Haha…St Peter’s Church moves further up the list, orbs and all! Oh I just love that you are still enjoying these flashes…thank you soooooooo much. With love from the kettle to the pot 😀 ❤ 😉
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There’s something incredibly sobering and humbling about cemeteries…
So, I consulted my mother on this mysteries ‘globe’. She said, “Orbs are a signal of spiritual presence.” I think graveyards must be pretty plentiful in spiritual presences!
Hope you’re okay, dear Sherri P. Love and Light to you, x
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Ahh…that’s very interesting, thank you so much for sharing that dear Jenny Jen Jen. I never felt frightened there, but there is definitely a spirutual presence. I still remember taking that shot up in that little area, slightly off from the main cemetery, and was amazed at all the little stone crosses hidden away up there. I would love to know how old they are and the history behind them. So lovely to hear from you…I am okay, thank you, but more to the point, how are you? Sending love, light and blessings right back, thinking of you… ❤
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Gravestones are mysteries, and I always find myself wondering. So many tales lost and forgotten…
Honestly, Sherri, I am very well. Peace and contentment has finally found me ❤
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Such wonderful news, I am so happy to know this…peace and contentment are not easy to come by, but with prayer they are possible…a big hug to you dear Jenny Jen Jen ❤
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What a mystery about that orb, Sherri. To me it almost looks as if it is magnifying glass. I seen them in computer games when you can use a magnifying glass to magnify what may be in a dark corner or on a desk. I’ll have to take a look at the post you mentioned to see what Bev had to say about it. Thank you for introducing me to a blog which I know I am going to enjoy reading very much.
I can’t help but feel sad for poor old Fred. I’m sure he didn’t want Ethel to burn the nightdress especially as it made him look like a ghostly figure. Just imagine the fun he could have continued to have had. 👻
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Yes, I see what you mean about a magnifiying glass, very interesting. You’ll find Bev’s post fascinating Hugh, and you will definitely enjoy her blog 🙂 And yes, I know, Fred was only trying to keep warm after Ethel kicked him out. I think he rather got used to the nice, white nightie and didn’t mean to scare Mave half to death (no pun intended, ha!) in the cemetery. It was only a bit of a lark…I wonder where it will all end 😉 Isn’t flash fiction fun? Thanks so much Hugh, as always, for your lovely comment. And now I am desperate to read your grand finale of The Truth App!
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Bev’s blog is a great find, Sherri. Thank you for introducing it to me. She’s been in touch with me and I’m looking forward to reading her posts.
I’m loving Ethel and Fred and I hope you have lots more adventures for them. I can really see them being a cartoon strip in a Daily or Sunday newspaper. 🙂
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That’s great Hugh, I look forward to joining you over there! Haha…well, I would be delighted if an opportunity like that ever came about, but I had absolutely no idea that Fred and Ethel would become so well loved 🙂 Thanks again Hugh for you wonderful enocuragement and support 🙂 xx
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Yep…you scared me! Mostly the eerie orb, so very mysterious indeed and I have always been afraid of ghosts. remember “The Others?” I still haven’t gotten over that! And I love love cemeteries so it was a joy looking at all the wonderful photos. As you know we have nothing like it here in the States. And dear Ethel & Fred- bless. Please don’t stop. So much fun to read and you leave room for our imaginations-perfect!! xoxo ❤
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Oh dear…but I did say I would do my best, LOL 😀 And how can I forget ‘The Others’? Haha…although I do feel responsible for your fright, but it is still one of my all-time favourite movies! I love sharing these photos with you Diane and I knew you would be fascianted by the orb 😉 I’m so, so happy you are still enjoying Fred and Ethel, I’m having so much fun ‘escaping’ with these two into your imagination 😉 ❤ xoxo
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Cemeteries are so lovely and lonely. The orb?? Very skeptical, but no explanation.
Poor Ethel!! That Fred keeps her hopping, and nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs!
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‘Lovely and lonely’. Yes, that’s perfect. Hard to explain isn’t it? Oh Melinda, I’m laughing out loud… ‘nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs’!! That’s brilliant, and the image it conjures up is just so true..both for the cat and for Ethel! She is beyond frustrated and Fred is still clueless…hmmmm 😉
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That’s an old Southernism. Glad I inspired a laugh! I love it when that happens!
I know, poor Ethel….
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Well I love it…and will start saying it from now on 😀
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I’m a scaredy cat. Won’t walk through a cemetery unless I absolutely have too. They give me the heebie jeebies 😀 These are such an interesting set of photos, timely in the spirit of Halloween. The one with the orb, yes very interesting. I didn’t think much of it at first as I thought it was part of a stone structure in the background of the photo. But who knows… 🙂
Lovely flash fiction again, Sherri. Again, Ethel seems to be the commanding one and thinks she is right. Fred, poor thing. Wrong place at the wrong time it seems. Hope you are well, Sherri. Sending sunshine and warmth to your Summer House from here in Australia 🙂
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I don’t blame you Mabel, I wouldn’t walk through a cemetery at night, that’s for sure! I’m glad you found the orb interesting and also enjoyed the photos, thank you! 🙂 And I’m thrilled you continue to enjoy Fred and Ethel…I wonder what will happen next? 😉 I’m as clueless as Fred, lol 🙂 It’s great to read all the different takes on their story. Ahh…how lovely for your delightful sunshine and warmth, the Summerhouse glows with it, what a lovely gift for the weekend, thank you so much! It is a lovely sunny autumn day here too, so your seasonal magic is working! Have a wonderful weekend Mabel 🙂
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I love old cemeteries and these almost ancient headstones and St. Peters church was beautiful in its antiquities. 🙂
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When I lived in California, during visits back home here with the kids, deperate to instill in them a love for and of their English roots, I dragged them to lots of places of historical interest, including old churches (while trying not to bore them!). Even a church in a small town where I used to live contains the tomb of Henry VIII’s great grandparents. You never what you might come across even in the tiniest of churches all along the length and breadth of this tiny isle of ours. They must have enjoyed it, as all three kids share a love of history now I’m proud to say 😉 I’m thrilled to know you enjoyed this post.. thank you so much. Lovely to see you again Robin 🙂
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Those cemeteries look so peaceful in your photos, Sherri. The town ones aren’t so peaceful, although I think that anywhere they are probably a sanctuary for wildlife. Some people go a bit over-the-top with the clutter they put on graves. Engraved headstones, Celtic crosses, and angels are more my thing. I don’t want to end up buried in a council cemetery in the middle of a town. If this is the only option other than cremation, I’d like to be buried on the South Downs and grow an oak-tree out of my remains.
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That sounds so lovely and peaceful Sarah, growing as an oak-tree out there on the South Downs. And think of all those tiny soup bowls you would give to fairies from your acorns 🙂 When my dear Granny died, Mum waited until I returned from the States and then she, me and my brother took her ashes to a most lovely, ancient bluebell wood not far from where Mum lives in Dorset. There, we found a private spot off the beaten track. As we bowed our head in prayer, alone in those woods, a most beautiful dappled light from a sun beam shone down on us through the leaves of the trees. We also bought three trees in her name from the Woodland Trust which grow there today and which she would have loved 🙂 xxxx
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That globe is really spooky.
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It is isn’t it? Never had it happen before or since… 😮
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Sherri they seem like a horribly interesting couple, enjoyed your story and the ghost stories too.
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Haha…glad you find them so, thank you Kath! I’m wondering where they will end up 🙂
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Hopefully in a novel Sherri
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Well, I’m grateful for the faith you have in me Kath, thank you for that!
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I have no doubt, you have a gift to be shared.
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That’s well spooky. Fascinating. I wonder what an orb even is?!
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I still can’t get over it Sacha…I was convinced it was a raindrop, but Bev explained it was an orb, which is given off by some kind of supernatural presence. But what it actually is, and made up of, I would love to know too! Thanks for reading, I hope life is treating you well 🙂
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Yeah crazy. But it really does look like there are two black figures in it like shadows so I can see her point. Did you feel anything peculiar at the time?
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When I first enlarged it I saw a woman’s profile, and then I saw those two black figures too. The ‘orb’ is just above a broken cross. I was completely on my own at the time, hubby had gone around the other side of the church. It was one of those dank, drizzly days and I had to climb up a steep verge to get the shot when I came across this little grouping of hidden stone crosses. I only remember thinking how quiet it was, not overtly peculiar, but I didn’t hang around long. Strange…
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